Page 95 of Subbing For Santa

“Monday night.” I grin, waiting for him to understand.

He eyes me for a moment before taking his seat and a grin spreads his kissable lips.

“Ahh. Sex party night.” He nods. “Do you want to cancel?”

“Well, I’m pretty tired… but.” I bite my lip and he shoots me a devilish smirk.

“But?”

“I feel bad for cancelling last week.” I say as I pierce my egg with my fork and rich yolky goodness oozes out. “Some of my guests really need these parties.”

“Then don’t cancel.” Griffin mutters around a piece of bacon.

I take a few minutes, considering the situation as I eat the food Griffin cooked me. He’s a great cook, which is just another thing that works in his favour.

“Are you going to come?” I ask, after taking a sip of my orange juice.

I can see he’s fighting off a grin as he considers how to answer that. Then he peers up at me. “Do you want me to come?”

I shrug. “I don’t know how I feel about it.” I say before taking a bite of my toast. “Well, I kind of know.” My voice is muffled with the food in my mouth.

“Please explain.” Griffin chuckles at me as I try to swallow.

I take a big gulp of my juice again, letting it wash the toast down, and then I turn my focus to Griff as I tell him this truth. “The thought of you touching another woman is kinda making me want to commit murder. Again.”

Throwing his head back, Griffin’s laughter fills the room, its deep baritone sounding light and carefree before he’s able to form words. “I like that you feel jealous. How about if I just watch? Is that allowed?”

My brows shoot to my hairline. “You wanna come to the sex party and not join in?”

“Well, my little elf. Therewillbe a point that I’ll want to join in, which is whenyouwill serviceme.”

“You want to fuck me in front of people?” I ask, needing to confirm.

“Fuck yes. I practically fucked you in front of people at the Red Room. I guarantee some of those dirty fuckers were hiding somewhere to watch. I also fucked you out by the pool. I’m sure we gave a show to some lucky arsehole passing by. And then there were my brothers.”

“I get it.” I smirk. “You’re into exhibitionism.” I state, more than ask.

“Maybe.” He grins and I grin back.

“I’d say yes.”

He places his fork on the table and leans back in his chair. “Is that a problem?”

“No.” I shake my head. “Not at all.”

“Good. It’s settled then.” He shifts forward again to continue eating.

“Wait. Won’t you get jealous if I fuck someone else?”

“Fucking oath, I will.” He says with a fierceness that sends a chill up my spine.

“You can’t kill my guests, Griff.”

He rolls his eyes. “Well, that’s boring.”

I giggle. “It’s a rule.”

“I do like rules. Especially when they are in my favour.” He grins. “Perhaps we can have some rules of our own.”

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